The words of the gold-worshipping clown were arrogant and wanton, and even the young man Tang Yi on the tree laughed.

There was a rumbling footstep not far away, and a young man named Jian Rui also came riding a Tyrannosaurus rex with his toy box.

"Wow! Yummy! The people who came over gathered around the Tyrannosaurus rex and said in surprise.

The boy jumped off the Tyrannosaurus rex, trotted up to Shi Que, and handed Shi Que a toy needle. In the hands of the Sparrow, it became a physical drug.

"You can choose between physical strength and mental strength to recover."

Shi Que did not hesitate to inject the injection, he did not choose physical strength, but chose to recover mental strength.

The damaged pages of "Strange Tales and Gossip Weekly" were repaired in an instant, and Shi Que's mental power was full again.

"Next, how to fight?" The young patriarch of Taoyuan walked in front of Shi Que, and the vines were woven into a small bed that could be leaned on, surrounding Shi Que himself.

Seemingly soft vines can also be protected.

"Taoyuan people are all born with a control position." The young patriarch spoke softly, but it was very comfortable.

Shi Que nodded, looked around, and said loudly: "Shi Que, the combat department is a special type of differentiator, E-level, crack bit." For the first time, please cooperate with my command. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! That's it! The chainsaw in the clown's right hand made a sizzling sound, and he couldn't wait.

At this time, the hypnotist, who was disrupted by Jian Rui's sudden appearance, finally found a new hidden location. The abrupt turn of the tide of battle shattered his original plan.

But soon, he calmed down. Because the situation has not reached the point of irreversibility.

Although at first glance there are a lot of people from the Sparrow's side, but these people who come are not of high rank.

The archer and the one holding the toy box, looking at the fluctuations of the magnetic field, are all C-level, and as for the Taoyuan people who came, except for the young man who was the leader, who was B-level, the others were the highest C-level.

But if you compare the number of people, he still has 12 B-level in his hands, and half of those who were hidden by Shi Que before are also under his control.

So he does not need to be afraid, the balance of victory is still on his side.

Unless the Institute of History and Folklore sent Yu Qiao, Zhou Yi and Jiang Ji, he didn't need to be afraid at all, and he could even escape without a hitch.

But even if the hypnotist told him so in his heart, he still couldn't forget the scene of Luo Wei's death.

Shi Que was an E-class, and he forced Luo Wei to death at the last moment with an A-level calculation. With such mental tactics, can he really escape?

However, no matter what, he had to do his best.

Today only the victors will make it out of V City alive.

The most important thing about fighting against Shi Que is that you can't follow his rhythm. Otherwise, you can only go to death.

There are so many of them that they can't be 100% powerful.

As his mind turned, under the manipulation of the hypnotist, all the puppets attacked Shi Que and them at the first time.

"Damn, you have your own people!" The action of the money-worshipping clown was suddenly restricted.

However, Shi Que gave an almost cold order: "Fight him, just save your life, it's best to cut off his ability to move directly." ”

The gold-worshipping clown's eyes lit up, "Say it earlier!" ”

The gold-worshipping clown didn't understand why Shi Que suddenly gave such an order, but for the money-worshipping clown, as long as it was Shi Que's order, it must be effective and meaningful.

This is the tacit understanding he has reached with Shi Que for a period of time. In battle, as long as the finch is sometimes in the rear, he doesn't need to ask, he doesn't need to think, he doesn't need to worry, he just makes a big fuss.

Shi Que as a crack is his last reliance. And he is the sharp blade in the hands of Shi Que, where he is pointing, there is no piece of armor left!

The money-worshipping clown is not keeping his hands.

And Shi Que is indeed not brainless to give orders.

Although the battle in V City didn't start too long, Shi Que had already fought the hypnotist a few times. The biggest thing about hypnotists is prudence, and his biggest flaw is also this.

Siege with all the puppets and want to drop ten with one force, which may really work at first glance. But in fact, such a layout is like a time sparrow.

From the very beginning the finch was discovered,

The hypnotist's manipulation puppet is more like manipulating a puppet, and the longer the distance between the puppet and the hypnotist, the slower their actions will be after the hypnotist gives the command.

If there are only these twelve B-ranks, then the finch may not be able to quickly find out his position and summarize the rules. But now there are more than seventy people on the battlefield, and as long as these seventy or so puppets move at the same time, Shi Que can immediately find the location of the hypnotist.

Shi Que raised his voice and said to the gold clown, "Bye-bye, remember the seconds between each time they change their actions." Tell me exactly what happened. ”

"Okay!"

Then, Shi Que turned his head to look at Tang Yi: "Tang Yi, you take the two Taoyuan brothers to find a commanding heights to guard together." Enemies who are more than 50 meters above us are the ones you need to stop from a distance. Again, you're only responsible for blocking as a ranged main attacker, and Taoyuan's brother is responsible for recording time. Only the seconds between changes in their actions are recorded. ”

Tang Yi frowned, he didn't quite understand Shi Que's arrangement, but subconsciously, he still complied.

Jian Rui had been looking at Shi Que, and when he saw Shi Que, his eyes finally fell on him, and his eyes lit up.

Shi Que looked at him with a smile, "Rarity, I want you to cooperate with the young patriarch of Taoyuan to control the field, we don't have a healing position now, we can only replace it with you, how many injections can you project?" ”

Jian Rui: "One hundred and twenty." ”

"Great, enough!" Shi Que pointed to the puppet dead soldier who was beaten to the ground by the gold-worshipping clown, "See these people who fell to the ground?" I want you to inject everyone who is incapacitated to fight. ”

"To the puppet dead who has been controlled and defeated?" Jian Rui was a little confused.

"Well, yes. Do as I say, and I'll explain when it's over. ”

However, the young patriarch somewhat understood Shi Que's plan: "I will be responsible for protecting the safety of Jian Rui and you." And I'll call my people to go with him and keep track of when the dead will start attacking again after the potion has taken effect, right? ”

"Yes!"

"And what about the rest?"

"Afforestation." Shi Que took the remaining eight Taoyuan people in teams of two, and began to replant plants in this almost destroyed place.

The entire battlefield suddenly appeared a scene of fragmentation.

Not far away, the gold-worshipping clown pulled a chainsaw, and he was not afraid of more than a dozen B-class dead soldiers. After being locked in that book by Shi Que, the gold-worshipping clown found that the clown in his eyes had calmed down a lot, as if he was afraid that he would be locked up again. Even though the degree of integration has increased to 80 percent, the gold worship clown still has no sign of losing his mind, but is becoming more and more sober-minded. He could clearly feel that he was harnessing the strange talk now, and it was he using the strange talk. Instead of brainless output according to the obsession of weird talk.

At this moment, he is the real money-worshipping clown, not a shell controlled by strange talks.

"A B-grade weird heritage worth half a million on the black market. Although it is produced by the dead, it can be sold for at least 300,000. He muttered as he counted the noodles

The value of the former dead soldiers, "one is 300,000, three is 900,000, and ten is 3 million!" ”

"That's a lot of money!"

The money-worshipping clown muttered, his differentiation ability [Money Mania] was actively triggered, and those B-rank dead soldiers were no longer strong enemies, but treasures that could drop money if he defeated them.

The money-worshipping clown has entered a frenzy, the realm of fear has opened, and in his realm, he is the most terrifying killer, and even the most terrifying existence.

Even if it is a dead man, it can only become the gold coins in his wallet and the display items in the collection cabinet.

The dead man was supposed to be an emotionless existence, but at this moment, in the face of the money-worshipping clown, they still hesitated. However, on this battlefield, fear means ...... Death.

Pure violence, blood and stumps were spilled all over the ground.

However, in such a brutal environment, there is a teenager who seems to be pure white shuttling through it. The toy box in Jian Rui's arms was full of needles, and Jian Rui also wore a small nurse's hat on his head.

The corners of his clothes were stained with blood, but he still stubbornly half-knelt on the ground, injecting healing potions into each of the defiant puppets.

Half heaven, half hell.

Fifty meters away from them, more than sixty puppets were rushing towards them with great vigour.

Vines, wind arrows, constantly falling above their heads, winding out under their feet. It's like a game of Cataclysm that Plants vs. Zombies.

But it is still 50 meters away, and people in Taoyuan are planting trees and flowers.

Seedlings sprout from the ground, and small flowers of various colors bloom all over the barren land. Decorate the whole hill with a thriving scene.

The hypnotist hiding in the depths is already schizophrenic.

What exactly does Shi Que want to do?

It's also a field control, but not everyone has a super memory like Shi Que. Therefore, changing the terrain is itself an invisible weakening for hypnotists. The point is that the flowers are constantly emitting scents, and these smells also have a lot of influence on the hypnotist.

And what affects hypnotists even more is the tactics of money worship clowns, and their almost fragmented tactics.

The puppets hypnotized by the hypnotist, the hypnotist will disconnect from them the moment they lose their ability to move, but the moment they resume their movements, the hypnotist will reconnect with their consciousness.

It's like a huge group chat, where the hypnotist is the group leader, who is Aite, who is online, and who acts.

But Shi Que's approach reversed the relationship between the hypnotist and the puppet, causing the hypnotist to just want to manipulate the puppet, but the puppet lost its ability to act. He was about to find the next one, when the puppet suddenly moved again.

And then there's the hypnotized differentiators who are remotely entangled and can't move. Obviously, there are more people in the hands of hypnotists, and the level is higher, but now, he is forced into a dilemma by Shi Que.

And what made him feel even more jealous was that the money worship clowns were reporting the number.

"Zero-three."

"Three-two."

"One point four."

On different battlefields, they kept saying different numbers.

What is it? Is it a code?

Or is the Sparrow setting some new trap?

The hypnotist's heart was beating rapidly, and the fear of near-death was constantly looming.

At this moment, through a B-class dead soldier, he heard Shi Que suddenly burst out a coordinate, "Bye-bye, catch him!" ”

The hypnotist's eyes widened nervously, and then he felt the ground crack overhead.

The gold-worshipping clown's chainsaw rattled and reached him in an instant.

The hypnotist's conditioned reflex dodged the teleportation, but before he landed, he heard Shi Que almost predictively burst out of his position in advance.

Tang Yi kept coming through the clouds, and the hypnotist tried to resist it with a magnetic field, and the money-worshipping clown who appeared behind him again had already put a chainsaw on his neck.

"It seems like you hurt my 330 million? You've got to compensate me. The clown in the eyes of the gold-worshipping clown grabbed his eye sockets and stared at the hypnotist with crazy eyes.

"I have money, I'll give you money." The hypnotist was completely panicked, and at this moment, countless puzzles filled his heart, but in order to survive, he still subconsciously begged for mercy.

But in the next second, he looked down and saw that his lower body had left him forever.

"No! He's dead, and so are the puppets he hypnotized! Tang Yi's face changed suddenly, and he stepped forward to stop the money-worshipping clown, but it was too late.

"If you do this, won't those people die? What did you do to save them in the first place? Tang Yi frowned and blurted out questioning. But immediately after, he found that the others around him were not as nervous as him.

Jian Rui and those Taoyuan people didn't react. But the young patriarch of Taoyuan seemed to pinch these people to be fine.

Sure enough, the hypnotist died, but none of the puppets were injured, and they even looked confused, as if they wondered why their memories had suddenly changed.

Shi Que was holding a few crystal clear marbles in his hands, as if he was looking at something.

"Is it Shi Shao's skill?" Tang Yi looked at Shi Que suspiciously.

The young patriarch of Taoyuan took the initiative to explain to him: "Shi Que has a way, and the gold clown knows that he has a way." ”

"What's the solution?" Tang Yi subconsciously ran to the gold-worshipping clown and asked him, "How do you know that Shi Que has a way to solve the problem of the puppet." ”

The gold-worshipping clown was puzzled: "I don't know! ”

"Then why did you kill the hypnotist just now?"

The gold-worshipping clown said impatiently: "Shi Que didn't say that he couldn't kill it

Yes! ”

Therefore, if Shi Que didn't say it, it means that it can. This level of trust is terrible, isn't it? Tang Yi couldn't imagine how good the relationship between Shi Que and the money-worshipping clown must be to achieve such absolute trust.

However, the gold-worshipping clown didn't pay attention to Tang Yi who was standing stupidly at all, but put away the chainsaw, grabbed the hypnotist's hair with one hand and dragged his upper body, and with the other hand dragged Tang Yi's legs, dragged his lower body, ran back to Shi Que's side, squatted down and tilted his head to ask him.

"330 million, have you seen him in the wanted cases of the special task force?"

Shi Que thought for a while, "I've seen it, and you can get a reward of 50,000 yuan for providing clues." ”

The money worship clown's eyes lit up, and when he found that there were other people around him who were also looking at the hypnotist's body, he subconsciously dragged the hypnotist's body behind him, squinted his eyes, and looked at everyone cautiously.

Shi Que patted him on the head: "Relax, his strange legacy is definitely yours." ”

The gold-worshipping clown bared his teeth and said dissatisfied: "Am I such a shallow-eyed person? ”

Shi Que covered his chest and smiled: "You're not you, you're not, then when I return to the North Office, I will hand over this strange inheritance to the head office." ”

The money-worshipping clown suddenly exploded: "No! Lao Tzu worked hard to kill him, and you actually want to give it away? ”

Shi Que innocently faced: "Didn't you say you didn't care?" ”

The money-worshipping clown broke down and shouted: "330 million, who are you with in the hell!" ”